5

To be honest, I didn't like the direction in which the conversation between the two monsters went. But I was aware that against one of them I had no chance, with two it was more of an impossibility.

This certainly didn't mean that I would just do what they wanted, just that I had to pretend somehow that I was consuming their drinks and food, which was guaranteed to have more in it than was good for me.

Of course, it would be best if you left me alone. When I finally had enough control over my body again I could try to dispose of things somewhere. Secondly, I have to somehow get hold of food that is not manipulated by them. Then all I had to do was find a good escape route and wait for the right moment.

Then, once I was a little further away, I would climb up a tree and then continue climbing from there. While I would have to hurry up and be very careful, I was much safer at treetop level than on the ground. There I would be at the mercy of the werewolves.

Luckily I've been a good climber since I was little. But that was probably also due to the fact that my parents attached great importance to it. It was just the only realistic chance we had of escaping the werewolves.

On the ground, they were able to follow me very easily with their good sense of smell. However, moving through the trees made it a lot more difficult for them as the wind blew away parts of my scent.

Maybe I would even manage to find a river or a lake to further adulterate my smell and maybe even better adapt to the smells in the forest.

I'd even rub myself on a fucking carcass to cover my smell.

What would that be compared to a life of bondage.

One of the werewolves sighed. They had stopped speaking, not quite knowing what to say.

"We should probably leave them alone again, Jared."

"But why? We haven't been here that long...

And we can't leave them alone all the time in a strange place."

"Jared, we're just turning you in circles here.

I don't want to leave her alone either, but she's far more relaxed when we're not here. The unfamiliar environment probably bothers her a lot less than our presence or the absence of her family."

The other man started to growl.

This time I couldn't suppress a reaction and winced.

The growl sounded exactly how I imagined it in my worst nightmares.

"Mate", was the only understandable word that escaped his lips.

"Jared, I know. Just like me, it's probably harder for you as a beta than for me. But it's not really about us right now, it's for her. And she obviously has anxiety that neither you nor I can ease."

The growl only got louder. All of a sudden he reached out with one hand and grabbed my left arm.

"Damn, Jared! Calm down! You're not making it any better, you're only making it worse.

She doesn't understand why you're so upset."

I stared in panic at the werewolf, who just seemed to be going crazy.

The gruff around my arm tightened and I whimper escaped my lips.

"Jared!", the other called again and pulled on this.

But the freed suh from his twin pulled me to himself and stormed out of the room with me, closely followed by his brother.

This monster had dragged me outside somewhere.

I would have loved to thrash about to get out of his grip, but unfortunately so far I've only managed to clench my hand into a fist and move my arm minimally.

The twin followed us, all the while telling the other that he should be sensible and that what he was about to do would only scare me more.

And the werewolf was unfortunately quite right about that. I was afraid. I didn't even want to imagine what these monsters are capable of. But there was also my anger. I was angry, both at these creatures and at myself. At the werewolves for doing what they were doing and at myself for being absolutely unable to do anything about it. This helplessness was probably the worst of it all. If only I could move properly and then maybe have a knife or something...

I probably wouldn't be able to kill one or both of them, but I might have injured them enough to escape and put some distance between them.

Unfortunately, I had no choice but to endure everything they did to me. To make matters worse, I had to hold myself back from yelling at these monsters. I could have come up with far more than enough, but I couldn't just throw a knee-jerk reaction to my plan to escape.

"What's going on here?!", a strange male voice suddenly demanded to know.

The werewolf who was dragging me around didn't seem to care. He growled something unintelligible and walked on with me while his twin, who was in my line of sight, stayed where he was.

"Jared! Stop and put the girl down, will you?" the unfamiliar voice commanded.

Suddenly he stopped and, to my amazement but also relief, let me down on the ground. However, he continued to grip my wrist tightly with his hand.

Luckily I managed to keep myself in a sitting position by now, though I'd probably just be lying flat on the floor if the werewolf continued to grip my wrist.

"So? What's going on here now?" the man demanded to know, which one I could finally see. This one was relatively tall and, unlike the twins, had dark hair. Right at first glance it was clear that the man was also such a beast was like the twins.

"You don't understand, Tyler." The werewolf who was still holding me growled at the other werewolf.

"What am I not supposed to understand?" He asked again and seemed almost amused: "I mean, yes I don't know that much about the whole issue with twins, but at least I also have a companion. And I can do a lot understand that sometimes it seems easier to just drag her somewhere, but that doesn't get you anywhere in the long run. Just take a quick look at her. She looks like a rabbit standing in front of a fox. She understands and at all?" He looked questioningly from one twin to the next. "No, she doesn't seem to understand. She probably speaks a different language. In addition, she doesn't seem to be really interested in communicating with us in general. But that was also to be expected. After all, none of us can know what image of werewolves reigns in their mind. " replied the other twin.

The dark-haired just nodded in understanding. "Probably the absence of her family doesn't make it any better either. It's a shame that only she survived the pick-up.

For a moment my heart seemed to stop. What did he just say?!